"You are.. simply adorable, but I cant just give you alcohol, especially when you asked for it by saying 'dink." Not without an ID. sorry, pal"
Shade claws the table. "di di di... drrrriiinnnkkk. HA! gimme"
Saphuno slaps their paws, eyes narrowing. "Do not scratch up my bar, mister.. 5 silver pieces and I wanna boop your nose." She says as she sets a tankard on the bar.
Shade bares her teeth at Saphuno. "im not gonna let you." Shade starts lapping at the drink
It does.. nothing, seeing as how it's air, but it feels right
*Fry*
"Are you a real adventurer?"
"Yes, I am. I'm also a cook. I run the Inn here." She says, gestering with her paw.
"Wow!"
"what about you, little one? Where are your parents? I don't house anyone who looks anything like you."
"My papa's out running errands, but he should be back come nightfall"
"Ahh, okay.. well, I'll stay and watch you, make sure you're safe..Just until he returns."
"thank you, miss, but i can take care of myself"
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He whips around, tears in his eyes. He wipes them away. "Y-yes, boss?"
He sighs and hands Felix an envelope "I may need to disappear for awhile..." He says.
Felix stares incredulously. "What? Why? I didn't tell anyone! I thought everything was okay!"
"There was someone watching us behind my back. His name is The Larry. He is building up a case against me to get me sent away. I can't allow that, nor can I allow this to be tracked to you." He said and sighed, shaking slightly.
Stroth, after writing and getting high, has somehow dressed herself in a shoulderless black dress with a slit up the left side. She has somehow passed out in a field not to far away from the tavern, morning slightly.
William is sitting in his kitchen, staring at the wall. He feels sick to his stomach, paranoia finally clawing at his mind as he thinks he may need to run and disappear.
Scott is smoking while sitting in the roof of the tavern. He is shaking worse than normal, his schizophrenia getting to him again.
When Stroth opens her eyes, she finds Riotan standing next to her. “How the tables turn indeed!” He remarks.
"Shaddup" she hisses, refusing to get up from her place, face down on the ground.
“Maybe don’t do drugs in the middle of a field.” He offers helpfully.
She grumbles something rude and rolls over, sitting up "That's the last time I try mushrooms."
“Oh don’t give up so soon. You were so close to enlightenment that time!”
"Like I said before to you, I don't care about enlightenment, gods, stuff like that." She said, sitting up and looking up at him.
“Gods? No no no. I’m talking about my good friend Zuggtmoy. She could give you some real stuff.”
"I know who she is, no i do not want her 'stuff'." She said, rolling her eyes
*ykw, maybe this place is a little intense for me. you can find me elsewhere*
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I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3 Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
He whips around, tears in his eyes. He wipes them away. "Y-yes, boss?"
He sighs and hands Felix an envelope "I may need to disappear for awhile..." He says.
Felix stares incredulously. "What? Why? I didn't tell anyone! I thought everything was okay!"
"There was someone watching us behind my back. His name is The Larry. He is building up a case against me to get me sent away. I can't allow that, nor can I allow this to be tracked to you." He said and sighed, shaking slightly.
"C-can't we just kill him or something?" He opens the envelope.
Stroth, after writing and getting high, has somehow dressed herself in a shoulderless black dress with a slit up the left side. She has somehow passed out in a field not to far away from the tavern, morning slightly.
William is sitting in his kitchen, staring at the wall. He feels sick to his stomach, paranoia finally clawing at his mind as he thinks he may need to run and disappear.
Scott is smoking while sitting in the roof of the tavern. He is shaking worse than normal, his schizophrenia getting to him again.
When Stroth opens her eyes, she finds Riotan standing next to her. “How the tables turn indeed!” He remarks.
"Shaddup" she hisses, refusing to get up from her place, face down on the ground.
“Maybe don’t do drugs in the middle of a field.” He offers helpfully.
She grumbles something rude and rolls over, sitting up "That's the last time I try mushrooms."
“Oh don’t give up so soon. You were so close to enlightenment that time!”
"Like I said before to you, I don't care about enlightenment, gods, stuff like that." She said, sitting up and looking up at him.
“Gods? No no no. I’m talking about my good friend Zuggtmoy. She could give you some real stuff.”
"I know who she is, no i do not want her 'stuff'." She said, rolling her eyes
“Probably better off that way. Need me to help you back to society?” He chuckles.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He whips around, tears in his eyes. He wipes them away. "Y-yes, boss?"
He sighs and hands Felix an envelope "I may need to disappear for awhile..." He says.
Felix stares incredulously. "What? Why? I didn't tell anyone! I thought everything was okay!"
"There was someone watching us behind my back. His name is The Larry. He is building up a case against me to get me sent away. I can't allow that, nor can I allow this to be tracked to you." He said and sighed, shaking slightly.
"C-can't we just kill him or something?" He opens the envelope.
He shakes his head "Like I said Felix, I don't want this to get traced back to you." Inside the envelope is Williams own Gutting Knife, something that never leaves his side until now.
Stroth, after writing and getting high, has somehow dressed herself in a shoulderless black dress with a slit up the left side. She has somehow passed out in a field not to far away from the tavern, morning slightly.
William is sitting in his kitchen, staring at the wall. He feels sick to his stomach, paranoia finally clawing at his mind as he thinks he may need to run and disappear.
Scott is smoking while sitting in the roof of the tavern. He is shaking worse than normal, his schizophrenia getting to him again.
When Stroth opens her eyes, she finds Riotan standing next to her. “How the tables turn indeed!” He remarks.
"Shaddup" she hisses, refusing to get up from her place, face down on the ground.
“Maybe don’t do drugs in the middle of a field.” He offers helpfully.
She grumbles something rude and rolls over, sitting up "That's the last time I try mushrooms."
“Oh don’t give up so soon. You were so close to enlightenment that time!”
"Like I said before to you, I don't care about enlightenment, gods, stuff like that." She said, sitting up and looking up at him.
“Gods? No no no. I’m talking about my good friend Zuggtmoy. She could give you some real stuff.”
"I know who she is, no i do not want her 'stuff'." She said, rolling her eyes
“Probably better off that way. Need me to help you back to society?” He chuckles.
Stroth, after writing and getting high, has somehow dressed herself in a shoulderless black dress with a slit up the left side. She has somehow passed out in a field not to far away from the tavern, morning slightly.
William is sitting in his kitchen, staring at the wall. He feels sick to his stomach, paranoia finally clawing at his mind as he thinks he may need to run and disappear.
Scott is smoking while sitting in the roof of the tavern. He is shaking worse than normal, his schizophrenia getting to him again.
When Stroth opens her eyes, she finds Riotan standing next to her. “How the tables turn indeed!” He remarks.
"Shaddup" she hisses, refusing to get up from her place, face down on the ground.
“Maybe don’t do drugs in the middle of a field.” He offers helpfully.
She grumbles something rude and rolls over, sitting up "That's the last time I try mushrooms."
“Oh don’t give up so soon. You were so close to enlightenment that time!”
"Like I said before to you, I don't care about enlightenment, gods, stuff like that." She said, sitting up and looking up at him.
“Gods? No no no. I’m talking about my good friend Zuggtmoy. She could give you some real stuff.”
"I know who she is, no i do not want her 'stuff'." She said, rolling her eyes
“Probably better off that way. Need me to help you back to society?” He chuckles.
"Perhaps. I want to be carried." She grins
“Of course.” Riotan places a hand at Stroth’s knees and back and lifts her effortlessly, walking back to the inn.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"C-can't we just kill him or something?" He opens the envelope.
He shakes his head "Like I said Felix, I don't want this to get traced back to you." Inside the envelope is Williams own Gutting Knife, something that never leaves his side until now.
Felix takes it out, his own hands shaking. "W-will we see each-eachother again?" Tears begin to roll down his face.
Shade glares at her. "im a cat for (gp)s sake"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
"thank you, miss, but i can take care of myself"
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
"There was someone watching us behind my back. His name is The Larry. He is building up a case against me to get me sent away. I can't allow that, nor can I allow this to be tracked to you." He said and sighed, shaking slightly.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"I know who she is, no i do not want her 'stuff'." She said, rolling her eyes
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*ykw, maybe this place is a little intense for me. you can find me elsewhere*
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Perhaps they would provide more information.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"C-can't we just kill him or something?" He opens the envelope.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
“Probably better off that way. Need me to help you back to society?” He chuckles.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He shakes his head "Like I said Felix, I don't want this to get traced back to you." Inside the envelope is Williams own Gutting Knife, something that never leaves his side until now.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
"Perhaps. I want to be carried." She grins
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Shade makes a grab for the drink and falls off the stool. "dats mine!"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues
“Of course.” Riotan places a hand at Stroth’s knees and back and lifts her effortlessly, walking back to the inn.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Felix takes it out, his own hands shaking. "W-will we see each-eachother again?" Tears begin to roll down his face.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*probably*
Shade spits crossly "mine mine MINE!"
Pronouns: She/Her
Gender: Nonbinary Female, 1/3 human, 1/3 feline, 1/3 dragon
Mentally and emotionally unstable, anorexic (currently in remission!), autism, ADHD, anger issues